Sour Daddy.

Hey you with the voluptuous body.
Can i please be your sugar daddy.
For sure i will treat you good.
Buy you the best of clothes and expensive food.
Well what do you say.
Go on say yes and make my day.

She replies, go to hell.
To you my body i will not sell.
You're old and fat and smell like a pig.
And on your baldy head you wear a curly ginger wig.

Ok i say you had your chance.
Somewhere else I’ll go to find a sugar daddy romance.
So off i went and tried again.
Again and again and again but no gain.
At least i tried.
Out loud i sighed.